06 April 2011

cigarettes and catholic guilt


i know what looks mean  at least i think i know   what they mean  smiles winks nods are dead giveaways but looks take a little work you can see the hurt but you can't be afraid to stare  get right in there and see the whites- the bloodshot flight of fixy fancy understanding that gets told in eyes   break through disguise wastes almost enough time for everyone you have met in two whole years to walk past the woldman theater
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radar is already plural 
          georgian is not russian ukranian is not
          russian lithuanian is    not            russian

pygmalion is not russian





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